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Posted by Rob Sherwood Tuesday, 2010-September-07 20:14 Just a quick note to say hello. Missed the State Fair in Minnesota this year. That means that next year I'll really be Jonesing for a Pronto Pup. A good fan and friend from the old days sent me some slides he took on a visit to KDWB in 1971. You'll find them in my Flickr photo stream if you click here. Hope you enjoy them and I'll be back to write here soon. Today i was verbally attacked at the grocery store and my fragile psyche is still processing it. After I've had a long talk with my therapist, I'll try to get the courage to share it with you all. Take care! Post reply
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And is there more "My Story" in the offing??
I really like your commentary about how for a whole generation of DJs it was the ACT, not the music that took pride of place. Indeed! There was a time when it was a profession. Good liner cards kept the image in focus but you are so right - it's not so much the liner as how it was read. Professional news delivery, great jingle package with the right jings played at the right time, a few good drops, and a good jock who could deliver a line, the music, the contests, and the spots without chatting up a storm. And let's not forget the requirement for a very tight board and commercials (and contests) that actually saw some time in the production room. (Spot announcements now rarely even have a music bed let alone any other production elements. "It's a strange, strange world we live in Master Jack." (Four Jacks and a Jill. One of the worst records ever to chart. Why do I remember that??)) Sadly, radio has become little more than a juke box.
Your apartment in Ess Eff sounds very much like a place I called home on Northpoint. Just south of the Palace of Fine Arts, a couple blocks from the Marina Green and not far from Paul's Saloon on Scott. Live bluegrass, peanuts in a barrel (shells went on the floor), and within crawling distance of home. Livin' in The City. What a privilege that was.
Write on my friend!